[Strange indeed, but she could not handle the silence for a second longer.
She doesn't look at him when he answers, difficult as it is to keep her eyes trained anywhere but on him, but she can hear it in his voice. A tone that twists that knife even deeper. What ever happened to that nonchalant attitude? The stubbornly cocky one that infuriated her so? This one does too, but it feels different. Unnatural. Uncomfortable.
In an effort to shift away from it, she squares her shoulders and forces a frown upon her expression, even if he can't see it. Her voice, however, remains even.]
Fine.
[A short, curt answer at first, but she doesn't feel it's good enough just yet. Not spiteful enough to bring things back to how they were... is what she will tell herself in that beat of silence before she goes on.]
I spent a couple nights on the Naughtilust instead.
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She doesn't look at him when he answers, difficult as it is to keep her eyes trained anywhere but on him, but she can hear it in his voice. A tone that twists that knife even deeper. What ever happened to that nonchalant attitude? The stubbornly cocky one that infuriated her so? This one does too, but it feels different. Unnatural. Uncomfortable.
In an effort to shift away from it, she squares her shoulders and forces a frown upon her expression, even if he can't see it. Her voice, however, remains even.]
Fine.
[A short, curt answer at first, but she doesn't feel it's good enough just yet. Not spiteful enough to bring things back to how they were... is what she will tell herself in that beat of silence before she goes on.]
I spent a couple nights on the Naughtilust instead.